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4 lifers - gucci mane lyrics

[intro: dj drama & gucci mane]
ayy, wop, let me give you your flowers
you know you gave life to the culture (huh?)
know they tried to give you life (wop)
and you put your life on the line for this sh*t (honorable c.n.o.t.e., go, go)
i got you for life, my n*gga

[chorus: gucci mane & dj drama]
six*figure striker, two hundred titles (yeah, huh)
i hit your idol, top off the spider
don’t need a writer, know you a biter
dp to metro, guess who the driver (it’s gucci, huh?)
millions on millions, i’m clutchin’ a rifle
i set the trend, now she diggin’ my nikes (well, d*mn)
pavé the cuban, i’m gucci so icy (brr)
mob in this b*tch with a hundred for*lifers (dj drama)

[verse 1: gucci mane]
head on a thousand, i’m starting to like her
tried to charge me a thousand, i dodged like a biker
couple thousand gon’ turn that lil’ ho to a dyk*
she eat out her buddy, i beat it like mike (yeah)
richer than rich, i’m really the sh*t (huh?)
i live in the mix, bigger than this
no, you can’t get a kid, just eat on this d*ck
you lil’ bitty b*tch, i’m f*ckin’ your sis (lil’ bitty b*tch)
fresh as a b*tch, check out the kicks
g*lock and a switch make you twist into swiss
this patek so icy, i can make her fizz
this one*of*one, b*tch, i know they ain’t on this (brr)
yeah, i might leave that b*tch in my will (yeah)
yeah, two stones, a mil’ in my ear (huh, brr)
yeah, no loan, no tab, no bill (yeah, huh)
yeah, ride the may’ like an orange and peel (skrrt)
[chorus: gucci mane]
six*figure striker, two hundred titles
i hit your idol, top off the spider (huh)
don’t need a writer, know you a biter
dp to metro, guess who the driver (it’s gucci)
millions on millions, i’m clutchin’ a rifle
i set the trend, now she diggin’ my nikes (well, d*mn)
pavé the cuban, i’m gucci so icy (brr)
mob in this b*tch with a hundred for*lifers (it’s gucci)
six*figure striker, two hundred titles (yeah, huh?)
i hit your idol, top off the spider
don’t need a writer, know you a biter
dp to metro, guess who the driver (it’s gucci)
millions on millions, i’m clutchin’ a rifle
i set the trend, now she diggin’ my nikes (well, d*mn)
pavé the cuban, i’m gucci so icy (brr)
mob in this b*tch with a hundred for*lifers (it’s gucci)

[verse 2: gucci mane]
i’m the first one put the 6 on the map
i feel like it’s ’06, the shooters are strapped (yeah)
watch what you say ’cause the phone could be tapped
at the mansion with iceland, she takin’ a nap
just like the arctic, these rappers be cap
they like a newborn baby, they need to be slapped
ridin’ with your b*tch, got her head in my lap
throw ‘way the gun, we got blood on the strap (no)
cold as a frigidaire, i don’t really give a care
walk out the bank with the cash like i’m vivica (go)
the money attract me, who cares ’bout the physical?
rejected the trade ’cause she couldn’t pass the physical (no)
black gucci duffel, i’m jumpin’ on jets
he think that he me ’cause he f*ckin’ my ex
i got some young n*ggas spinnin’ on bikes
just bring me his head and tell me the price
[chorus: gucci mane]
six*figure striker, two hundred titles (yeah, huh?)
i hit your idol, top off the spider
don’t need a writer, know you a biter (d*mn)
dp to metro, guess who the driver (it’s gucci)
millions on millions, i’m clutchin’ a rifle
i set the trend now she diggin’ my nikes (well, d*mn)
pavé the cuban, i’m gucci so icy
mob in this b*tch with a hundred for*lifers (it’s gucci)
six figure striker, two hundred titles (yeah, huh?)
i hit your idol, top off the spider
don’t need a writer, know you a biter
dp to metro, guess who the driver (it’s gucci)
millions on millions, i’m clutchin’ a rifle
i set the trend now she diggin’ my nikes (well, d*mn)
pavé the cuban, i’m gucci so icy
mob in this b*tch with a hundred for*lifers (it’s gucci)

[outro: dj drama]
(gangsta grizzilz)
greatest of all trappers

- gucci mane lyrics

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